Human Withdrawal

I didn’t know you were in my bones
Until I had to pull you out. Every shard, every sliver
The parts I knew had touched my blood
And flowed through my body
And the ones, buried deep in my marrow
That I didn’t even know were there.
You asked for every piece of yourself back.
That’s the hardest
And most painful thing I’ve ever done.
I had to rip you out
And give you back.

(A quick note – One thing I’m really excited to share on here is my poetry. A lot of it is dark and/or depressing. You have been warned, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.)